You moan in sickness, wanting to live, and then you realize that you recognize the voice. Anal porn I growl and ask what’s wrong. However, I’m not going to let you ride that storm to the hereafter. The look on my face makes you giggle more. You lean forward, kissing me hard thrusting your tongue violently into my mouth, the hot coppery taste of my blood on it. You try and make sense of the distant warmth that is slowly starting to turn all your nerves alive. Towel myself off and stand there and think about what I should wear for you. I finger you fast and hard my nail lightly scraping the inside of you. But you cannot, I’ve drained you so much that you cannot move. I pull and twist and struggle to get away as you tickle my sides, then down my legs then back up my inner thighs. You reach over and take the frayed ends of the string from your dress, tying them about my wrists then to the bedposts.
